walking the dog


getting yourself up in the morning putting on your shoes I just walking out the door to walk a dog without any kind of preparation tends to lead to some interesting conversations with your self. for instance why have a dream about people you barely know, haven’t seen in years. and in the dream which seems real, horrible things are happening these people so real and so horrible when you have to wake up you for spending time checking to see if it is real. the events seem horrible but they seem plausible it seems oddly familiar. Like I vaguely remember hearing them but they are completely and utterly false. where do these stories come from why pick these characters? because they truly are characters they’re not the real people not even gross approximations of the people they bear the name of. anyway this is the stuff I think about, when I walk the dog before I have my coffee

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